badfic_manor | ▓ Martini 4 ▓ // All work and no play...// [In Person]

[Wallace and Kio are quite happily tucked up together in Wallace's room, enjoying the after glow, music quietly playing in the background. To be honest he couldn't be happier that he'd found a bed partner like Kio, he was attractive, fun, flirty, and had glasses - his life was set. He'd been getting sufficiently shit faced on martinis as always, stuffing his face with bacon and eggs, definitely a plus from last week...even if..it was an..experience? Not something he wanted to do again though, joke about yeah sure, but he'd draw the line there thank you very much.

He nuzzled his nose into the side of Kio's hair with a contented grin, about to kiss his temple when there's a loud crashing against the door. He tenses as he sees what looks like the hint of an axe blade coming through the woodwork. It's not long before the pace increases, earning a horrified yell from the canadian. Oh he knew what this was. way too many times had he dreamed of Jack Nicholson as Johnny bursting through his door and sticking an axe through him as a child. God damn Stephen King...]

HEEEEREEE'S JOHNNY!

FUCK MY LIFE!

[Wallace pulls Kio closer and flinches, just waiting for him to stick an axe through him.]

Kio, before we die, I just wanna say, you're an awesome bed partner and I'm only sorry we didn't get to spend more time together!

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[One second Kio had been grinning, gently turning his head to try to catch Wallace's lips again. So happy and warm. Then in a single second and the sound of splintering wood all that changed. His emotions did a complete 180 and Kio stared at the door in fear, screaming wordlessly.

The Shining may be a classic, but it's also Western. Kio has never seen it. So to him this is a uniquely terrifying experience]

[He regains enough composure to say]

What?! What's going on?!

[He looks wide eyed at Wallace]

I...you're amazing too Wa-chan!

[Shrill again as more of the door is hacked away] I don't want to die!

[As if Wallace does.]

[Wallace pets his hair as comfortingly as he can manage. It's hard when he's torn between terrified and playing the brave man. He was shitting a brick, for the first time in his life he was genuinely convinced he was about to die. And all he could find himself doing as Jack Nicholson loomed over them, was his mouth flapping open and shut trying to say something.

So this was what it was to be ~~Scott in the face of reality~~ facing your mortality?]

S-silver lining is we'll be back within a week...

[Which means very little as an axe comes swinging down, breaking the bedside table, his eyes widening at the thought of that being his spine. Kio'll probably feel him tense as he back arches involuntarily.]

Shit, shit, shit shit...

[Kio grabs Wallace. He hugs the other man close, his nails dig deep into Wallace's back and he squeezes his eyes closed behind his glasses. He is so tense it appears like he might shatter.]

I don't wanna diiiiiiiie!

[But when the axe doesn't come Kio cracks open one eye]

[Wallace's eyes open slowly staring at the man doing nothing but trashing his room. The CD player getting the axe through it. Eventually his expression of fear deteriorated into one of annoyance. Gritting his teeth. The bastard was only breaking his things, rather than them.]

Oh dude what the fuck!? You're just gonna break my shit!? Fuck you man! Red-fucking-rum my ass! Screw you Stephen King! Screw you Jack Nicholson! Screw you Carrie!

[The image of Jack just seems to do nothing but laugh at the young man's annoyance. Vindictively putting his axe through his martini cabinet. His eyes widened and bared his teeth.]

Oh shit's on you mother...

[Kio stares blankly as Jack Torence rips apart Wallace's room. He's not entirely sure what's going on. His monster is a lady in white type ghost who stands over him while he sleeps. No where near this destructive. But, Wallace's monster seems to have either lost interest in them or has given up on them.]

Wa-chan, what's going on?

[The Canadian's eyes narrow, clenching his fist in Kio's shirt. He could take the rest of his room being trashed, but he drew the line at his martini cabinet. That was a present from his friends on his last birthday, they'd all chipped in for it. He knew he couldn't over power the man all he could do was just sit and watch him.... But that didn't mean he couldn't test the boundaries...]

Kio...stay put...

[So cautiously he places his foot on the floor. Jack Torence looks up and suddenly makes a beeline to Wallace, swinging his axe at his foot. Though ineffective when he yanks it back grimacing, rubbing the slight nick on his ankle.]

...Alright...that was a bad idea.

[Kio crawls across the mattress to where Wallace sits down. He takes his discarded shirt and wraps it around the bleeding wound]

He can't get on the bed.

[His brows raise and lets out a despairing sigh.]

Hopefully the bastard'll get bored when he's reduced all of my stuff to splinters. I can't think what it'll be like when nature comes calling.

[Great. Now he can't eat or go piss in peace anymore. Wonderful.]

[Kio smiles apologetically]

Maybe he'll go away. Kio-chan's ghost leaves when the sun comes up.

[He nods and offers him a weary smile in return.]

Guess I'm sorry you had to get stuck in here.

What's yours?

My monster?

[Kio takes a new chupa chup from the stash spilled over the mattress]

It's a lady in white who watches me.

[He shivers a little]

It's creepy.

White ladies aren't too bad, from what I've heard of them..I mean Fatal Frame's ghosts were freaky as.

Could try asking her to leave you be? Ghosts are just people who've died right? So they can't be too unreasonable.

Yeah, she doesn't answer I don't think. I don't know. I'm kinda distracted right now, sorry Wa-chan.

[By the guy destroying the room]

I'm hoping if we ignore him then he'll get the hell out of here.

[He glances to the side with a lopsided snarl.]

Looks like this week all we'll be getting is cuddle time. Think you can cope?

Absolutely~

[He chuckles and pets his hair]

Well, I'm glad of that at least.

▓ Martini 4 ▓ // All work and no play...// [In Person]

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